Captive Entanglements 30/?

Disclaimer: Andromeda, Harper, Tyr etc. Don't belong to me, unfortunately. No infringement intended.

Authors Notes: Rated R due to possible slash content and violence. I have been having some formatting problems, so if this comes out crazy bare with me.

In no way related to "Past Reflections." Takes place in Season One.

Finding Trouble

Harper finally reached the connecting corridor of engineering after a few false starts. He entered with gun and force lance armed, firing in quick succession, killing four men immediately. The other two had enough time to pull their weapons however and Harper was pinned down behind a large console as they returned fire.

Knowing he had little chance of escaping as is, Harper reached into his waistcoat and removed a small ball-like mechanism. He expertly armed it and threw it out in the middle of engineering. It wasn't long before the shriller did its job and the Nietzschean's were convulsing on the ground holding their heads, their pained screams filling the air. Harper quickly knocked them out using a low level shot from the force lance and began to work.

He entered the engine's core body a few minutes later and proceeded to disable the whole system. It took him a bit longer then it would have aboard the Andromeda because he was using their tools, rather that the state of the art tools he was used to.

As soon as he jacked out of the ship he noticed the emergency call. They knew where he was now because of his tampering, but he smirked when he felt the ship slowing, then stilling in space beneath his feet. Hopefully that would give Dylan enough time to find them, since they would be unable to move unless he fixed them.

Harper quickly accessed the ship's manifest and crew assignments and found that Tyr was being held in a cell ten decks below his current position.

"Nothing's ever easy." Harper cursed before opening a ceiling latch and pulling himself up into the ventilation system, making sure to mask his heartbeat from the ship before he left.

He crawled his way up the ventilation shaft, at times having to squeeze his way through the tight space. Harper was actually going in the opposite e direction from where Tyr was being held, but he needed to access the central tunnel which was a little ways above and to the right.

Once he got there he would be able to go directly to a ventilation shaft above Tyr's cell, and if he was lucky, confuse the Nietzscheans as well. Of course Harper never had any kind of luck unless it was bad, and this time was no exception.

While he did mask his heartbeat from the ship's sensors, it seems that while he closed the vent a corner came undone and began flapping against the wall. Once the guards entered the engine room it was only a matter of time before they realized where he went.

Harper was about half way to the central tunnel when he noticed that it was becoming difficult to breath. He turned his head and saw a yellow gas filling the ventilation shaft from behind him. Harper crawled a few more feet until he came to the next vent and kicked it as hard as he could. The grate clattered to the floor noisily and Harper followed it down in a crouch.

As he ran full tilt down the corridors, which for the first few turns were empty, Harper pulled as many shrillers as he could hold, while still aiming his gauss gun. The fifth corner he turned there were three Nietzscheans running towards him. He threw himself back behind the wall, just as four shots his the place were he was a few seconds before. He threw the shrillers around the corner and then shot the three downed Nietzscheans. Harper continued in that manner for a half an hour. By the time Harper made it within one hundred feet of where they were holding Tyr, the body behind him numbered over fifty. While most of them were knocked out about one-third he killed. He took out the two guards efficiently before forcibly opening the cell door and stepping inside.